Day Three.
At eight-thirty in the morning, Teacher Liao Xingxue announced yesterday's results:
"First place, Xi Yanfan, 7.3% cellular weight loss!"
"Second place, Song He, 6.8% cellular weight loss!"
"Third place..."
Song He was so shocked that even his eyebrows rose unevenly. What the hell? I got suppressed again?
The students in the class also stared at Xi Yanfan in astonishment, as if they were gawking at an Alienware.
When they had just turned in their test-tube samples, everyone else had submitted over a hundred test tubes, divided into two deathly heavy boxes that they had carried up to the teacher.
And Xi Yanfan? Three in her left hand and three in her right. She had simply handed them over in her tiny hands and finished!
A group of diligent students who had made over a hundred culture flasks had worse results than a slacker who had only made a few culture flasks? Something like this happening once might not attract attention, but happening twice in a row had everyone letting their imaginations run wild. How had she done it?!
Even Teacher Liao felt that something was off. "Xi Yanfan?"
"Present!" Xi Yanfan instantly looked up and hid the Rubik's Cube in her hand behind her back.
"You made three culture flasks the day before yesterday and three yesterday, right?" Liao Xingxue asked.
"Yes!"
"But your results were the best. Is there some secret?" Liao Xingxue asked, puzzled.
"Teacher, maybe I'm just luckier!" Xi Yanfan smiled with an innocent, guileless expression. "And I'm very attentive when I do experiments!"
The students wore blank expressions. Attentive? Are we not attentive? Luck? What are we supposed to do, perform a ritual?
Song He's brows nearly twisted into a knot. *I'm attentive too! I've been serving those culture flasks like they were my